Cakes of P (Patreon)

I had been walking down a quiet, dark alley in search of a late night snack when I caught sight of the dimly lit bakery sign. The sign was faded, but I could make out the letters “Cakes of P...” scrawled across it. I pushed open the door, apprehensive but curious.

The small, dingy shop was filled with sweet smelling pastries, and I was immediately drawn to them. Looking around, I noticed that there was no one behind the counter. A chill ran down my spine as I realized there was no escape. Suddenly, a pale figure appeared from the shadows. Her eyes were dark and piercing and her movements were slow and deliberate.

She silently motioned me over to the counter, where she presented me with a tray of the most delicate, tempting pastries I had ever seen. I could tell they were not ordinary – they seemed to exude a sinister energy, as if they had been crafted in some dark magic.

One by one, I tasted the creations of the pastry cook. With each bite, I felt myself become increasingly entranced by the strange woman and her mysterious cakes. I felt as if I were losing my sense of reality, and I became deeply enthralled in the moment.

Just as I finished the last pastry, I heard a voice from the shadows: “Come back tomorrow night, and I shall show you the true power of my art.” Stunned, I stumbled out of the bakery, my mind spinning.

The following night, I returned to the bakery. I found the pastry cook waiting for me in the same spot, still shrouded in darkness. She beckoned me to follow her into the back of the shop, where I noticed a small door. She opened it, and I was immediately overcome with dread.

In the tiny room was a large oven and a huge vat of boiling liquid that looked like blood. The woman motioned for me to come closer, and I soon realized that she was using the boiling blood to fry her pastries. The sight was so gruesome, I almost fainted.

As I watched the baker deftly pull the browned treats from the blood, I felt an awful sense of dread creep up my spine. I knew that whatever I ate from the pastry cook’s hands would forever alter my life. And yet, I was too entranced to turn away.

Over the course of the next few weeks, I returned to "Cakes of P..." every night. Each time, I tasted the sinister pastries she crafted with her dark magic. As I ate, I felt an ever-growing fear and fascination with the mysterious shop keeper.

Eventually, I could no longer deny that something truly sinister lurked beneath her strange powers and wicked creations. And yet, I kept returning, unable to resist the lure of her tantalizing confections.

Eventually, I could no longer ignore the truth: the pastry cook was a powerful and wicked sorcerer, using her craft to manipulate the minds of all who dared to taste her creations.

The night that I tasted the secret confections of the sinister pastry cook was the night my life changed forever. I had been lured in by her delicate, tempting pastries, only to find myself ensnared by her dark spell.

Ghost Baker (35mm and 75mm) is already available for download via the link in the pinned post (both regular and pre-supported)!